It was getting darker.

Tonight, however, the night sky is dazzling.

Dazzling because of a young girl.

Under the huge coercion, the sound of silver bells sounding in everyone's ears. The next moment, there was another storm on the altar, and Ji Jiashu suddenly saw the woman in black rising again in the halo.

Ying Baoyue's hand shook her hand and then parted.

"Goodbye. It's already possible. ”

"Don't let that person find out, let's go."

Ji Jiashu heard the girl say so softly in a trance.

And at this moment, with the disappearance of the figure of the woman in black, the huge black shadow behind the clouds above the altar also disappeared at the same time.

The sky was gray again, but people couldn't get out of that world for a long time.

After the black shadow disappeared, feeling the disappearance of the huge existence, the people under the altar opened their eyes one by one and looked at the altar in a daze, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

On a high platform where teenagers were prostrate, only the girl stood quietly.

The breeze brushed her long hair,

With a snap, Chang Ge in the hands of a former Qin cultivator fell to the ground, waking up everyone's dreams.

The next moment, I don't know who started, there was a tidal wave of applause under the altar.

The applause lasted like a tidal wave, with all the grievances and criticisms that the girl had suffered since a long time ago, and no matter what they had ever said, the people who had said nothing could not speak, but clapped their hands desperately, and their eyes flashed with mixed emotions.

It was at this time that they understood, they saw something that was rare in ten years, and obtained something that they could boast about to future generations for more than ten years.

The box under the high platform was quieter, but except for the nobles who were close to the Holy Maiden of the Northern Wei Dynasty who secretly looked at her face, they even raised their hands to their chests unconsciously. And at this moment, the biggest applause came, and Ji Ange clapped his hands desperately until his palms were red.

She heard two other warm applause at the same time, one of which sounded beside the Holy Maiden of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Ji Ange looked at it and recognized that it was Meng Ge, the sister of Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the other person turned out to be the second lady of the Li family.

Ji Ange clapped his hands while looking at his brother who was staring straight at the altar, and a trace of secret and complicated emotions and speculations crossed his eyes.

She glanced at the holy woman of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the distance, who looked calm but was expressionless, and remembered that she had chatted with her brother about the time when the sacred dance of the Holy Maiden of the Northern Wei Dynasty was touted.

She asked her brother if he had seen the Shao Si Ming Sacrifice Dance, and outsiders said that the Shao Si Ming Sacrifice Dance of the Northern Wei Dynasty Holy Maiden was unparalleled in the world.

After saying that, it was the first time she had seen her brother with such a speechless expression.

In the words of the old man, the meaning of Ji Qingyuan's words at that time was that the people who said this had never seen the world, and he looked at her and sighed.

When Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue to be alive, how could there be a place for that woman.

Shao Si Ming ...... Lin Baoyue?

Ji Ange quietly looked at the girl in the center of the altar, she didn't know why she remembered this conversation with her brother at this time, but the teardrop of her brother in the sacrifice dance just now really touched her heart.

Although there was only a tear, it was the first time she ...... I saw this brother crying.

She was too young when her mother and sister died, and she couldn't remember whether her brother cried at the time.

But at this moment, his brother was not the only one who was crying.

"The third round of the Beginner Ceremony is over!"

With a bell that rang for a long time, the ceremonial officer who finally came back to his senses shouted the end, and everyone was stunned.

"It's over."

"We did it."

On the altar, the former Qin teenagers got up from the ground in a daze, looking at each other, their steps were very soft and unsteady, but the next moment they looked at their palms with blood blisters, and looked at the girl who was smiling in the crowd, and there were big tears pouring out of the eyes of some teenagers.

"Our gods are back."

It was a long struggle, and the battle of all the people working together was completely over here.

After that, there is a personal battlefield.

In the past, every young cultivator didn't like the crowd battle where his teammates dragged their feet back, and longed for the personal battle where he could make a contribution by himself to come soon, and everyone here did think so at the beginning, but at this moment, everyone had no such idea for the first time.

(Later anti-theft)

It was at this time that they understood, they saw something that was rare in ten years, and obtained something that they could boast about to future generations for more than ten years.

The box under the high platform was quieter, but except for the nobles who were close to the Holy Maiden of the Northern Wei Dynasty who secretly looked at her face, they even raised their hands to their chests unconsciously. And at this moment, the biggest applause came, and Ji Ange clapped his hands desperately until his palms were red.

She heard two other warm applause at the same time, one of which sounded beside the Holy Maiden of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Ji Ange looked at it and recognized that it was Meng Ge, the sister of Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the other person turned out to be the second lady of the Li family.

Ji Ange clapped his hands while looking at his brother who was staring straight at the altar, and a trace of secret and complicated emotions and speculations crossed his eyes.

She glanced at the holy woman of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the distance, who looked calm but was expressionless, and remembered that she had chatted with her brother about the time when the sacred dance of the Holy Maiden of the Northern Wei Dynasty was touted.

She asked her brother if he had seen the Shao Si Ming Sacrifice Dance, and outsiders said that the Shao Si Ming Sacrifice Dance of the Northern Wei Dynasty Holy Maiden was unparalleled in the world.

After saying that, it was the first time she had seen her brother with such a speechless expression.

In the words of the old man, the meaning of Ji Qingyuan's words at that time was that the people who said this had never seen the world, and he looked at her and sighed.

When Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue to be alive, how could there be a place for that woman.

Shao Si Ming ...... Lin Baoyue?

Ji Ange quietly looked at the girl in the center of the altar, she didn't know why she remembered this conversation with her brother at this time, but the teardrop of her brother in the sacrifice dance just now really touched her heart.

Although there was only a tear, it was the first time she ...... I saw this brother crying.

She was too young when her mother and sister died, and she couldn't remember whether her brother cried at the time.

But at this moment, his brother was not the only one who was crying.

"The third round of the Beginner Ceremony is over!"

With a bell that rang for a long time, the ceremonial officer who finally came back to his senses shouted the end, and everyone was stunned.

"It's over."

"We did it."

On the altar, the former Qin teenagers got up from the ground in a daze, looking at each other, their steps were very soft and unsteady, but the next moment they looked at their palms with blood blisters, and looked at the girl who was smiling in the crowd, and there were big tears pouring out of the eyes of some teenagers.

"Our gods are back."

It was a long struggle, and the battle of all the people working together was completely over here.

After that, there is a personal battlefield.

In the past, every young cultivator didn't like the crowd battle where his teammates dragged their feet back, and longed for the personal battle where he could make a contribution by himself to come soon, and everyone here did think so at the beginning, but at this moment, everyone had no such idea for the first time.

"The third round of the Beginner Ceremony is over!"

With a bell that rang for a long time, the ceremonial officer who finally came back to his senses shouted the end, and everyone was stunned.

"It's over."

"We did it."

On the altar, the former Qin teenagers got up from the ground in a daze, looking at each other, their steps were very soft and unsteady, but the next moment they looked at their palms with blood blisters, and looked at the girl who was smiling in the crowd, and there were big tears pouring out of the eyes of some teenagers.

"Our gods are back."

It was a long struggle, and the battle of all the people working together was completely over here.

After that, there is a personal battlefield.

In the past, every young cultivator didn't like the crowd battle where his teammates dragged their feet back, and longed for the personal battle where he could make a contribution by himself to come soon, and everyone here did think so at the beginning, but at this moment, everyone had no such idea for the first time.